lingering with fellow europeans in beverly hills


we write to you mid-sip of a freshly squeezed melange of fruits and vegetables – it’s been a delicious day but we’ve been quite frankly rushed off our (with lovely Work) size 9 doctor marten originals and completely forgot to post!

the fruits of lingering with europeans in cafes is most definitely paying off.

here’s another Record(you knew that was coming didn’t you?)

Talking of Post (in another Context) both william And george sent missives today.


We do adore a glimpse into the pastoral beach scenes of the garden-of-england and we do Hope william will be reporting from both the Oyster festival and Ladies Bowling.


blondes and apple pie.


we have had a Most delicious morning (scroll down for pictures or wait just a tiny second and we’ll tell you what transpired) and just Dashed Home to write the Column for this week’s Where Shall We Meet (we’re doing an art supply store in the Valley down the road from a early 70s pie shop – just to give you a Preview and heads up).

so – this morning – we went to the Apple Pan


this is where Marilyn Monroe and Truman Capote used to go when they snuck out of 20th Century Fox (just a few blocks east on Pico, love) – the legend is (we say that all encompassing phrase because we Can’t Find the Reference in Mr. Capote’s diary entries that we Know we’ve read about this) that Marilyn would tie a headscarf on and no one would recognize her.


*thank you to Ghosts and Garters for this lovely shot and a very nice anecdote. 

we’re pretty sure they sat where We sat this morning as it has a good view of the door but is Slightly Hidden by the coffee machine and the old-fashioned register/till (nothing has changed here since 1947 when it opened).


we came with a beautiful blonde too (of Course we were playing the part of the Writer, darlings) – Nina Vogel – known to us Arty Interweb types as “Mamzellev” (in RL, she’s the CEO of a glorious agency called Black Lodges with Mr. Steven Vogel (who weirdly enough went to the Same University as Us – not the same College – or *coughs* the same Year – but isn’t that a curious Coincidence?)


Nina is in Town for the month on business and pleasure with Mr. Vogel (their agency is based in Hamburg, Germany but they Travel A Great Deal which is awfully glamorous) and so we said “let’s meet at the Apple Pan”.

actually we need to back up a Little.

We got Introduced to Nina via the divine Miss Jules Berlin (do you recall she came to NYC and we had Tea back in December when we still lived on the Other Coast?)

and any-friend-of-miss-jules is a friend-of-ours so we said “let’s meet at the Apple Pan” (you see, it was After Julia suggested it, we would not have been so forward before). 


we just knew that Nina would understand the significance of meeting where Marilyn and Truman sat and shared an all-american meal (we split a hamburger, egg salad sandwich and a slice of apple pie a la mode) because she not only has the Right Hair (and as you know that’s Very Important in Los Angeles, darlings) but also gets the deliciousness of re-tracing Movie History on a Sunday Morning when we are both europeans and from Other Lands but the silver screen has that certain allure.

well that – and also because we Wanted to go to Chateau Marmont but it’ll be ever so crowded with rock stars and their mothers today probably having inappropriate boundary conversations over a bloody mary and picking at a buttermilk scone.

best avoided at all costs.

so much nicer to sit at the counter at the Apple Pan and feel all american and optimistic.


best place to read the european newspapers

in search of spelt bread (sigh – attempting withdrawal) and a quiet place to read the european newspapers –

the italian woman opposite me is reading The Help and I really want to say “oh my god, I cried at the trailer – I’m going to be an emotional wreck at the actual movie” but she’s a real european (not a bizarre mix like team gloria who has lived in many places and has the blood of several nations getting cross with each other in our veins) and she might not know it’s been made into a movie.

or a film to give it the proper expression.

team gloria is off to european shores (or in-land euro-cities) on a business trip for the day job – leaving next saturday. after therapy. we have become a new yorker ;)

must start practicing one’s ennui and elegant yet cruel gaze.

the italian is now talking on the phone. she said she just started reading a book left by a friend.

yes, we speak enough italian to understand. but not to have a culturally relevant moment.